Chapter 124: The wedding date will be decided

The King of Yan left Xiao’s Mansion, and blood flowed from the floor tiles in the front hall, including Xiao Fan’s and the King of Yan’s.

This time, due to Xiao Huamei's battle, the two of them barely tied, and neither of them took advantage of it, but they tacitly exposed the matter to each other.

However, Xiao Fan knew in his heart that after this incident, Zhu Di really hated himself. The conflict between him and Zhu Di had escalated to a very sharp point. Although he had had a small friction and conflict with him before, it had nothing to do with his personal interests. Zhu Di was a person who did big things and would not take it too seriously. But this time it was different. From his point of view, his young girl was "caught" by Xiao Fan, and this hatred was deeply rooted.

The beam is getting bigger, what should I do next?

Xiao Fan thought, he should do whatever he should do.

Since he is determined to stand on Zhu Yunwen's side, he and Zhu Di are destined to turn against each other. Sooner or later, there will be a battle between them. There is no big difference between turning against each other sooner or later.

So after Zhu Di left, Xiao Fan seemed very calm. To him, this was just a small episode in life.

The doctor invited him and shook his head as he looked at the knife wound on Xiao Fan's left arm.

Xiao Fan was startled by the doctor's expression when he saw a terminally ill patient, and said anxiously: "No way? I just scratched it, it's out of help?"

The doctor hurriedly smiled: "Sir, the grass-roots are just condemning the evil people who cut you..."

Xiao Fan: “…”

Cao Yi said curiously: "How do you know that the adult was cut by someone else? Maybe he accidentally cut it himself?"

The doctor laughed and said, "How is that possible? Isn't that a fool who puts a knife into his arm?"

Xiao Fan said with relief: "Thank you for your hard work, I'll find the butler to get a five-talent silver reward later."

——It should really be brought over to let him listen to the voice of the people.

When the doctor saw that there was a reward for money, he was so happy that he smiled and became more careful in the treatment.

After applying ointment to Xiao Fan's wound, Xiao Huamei came over and pushed the doctor aside, then wiped his tears and bandaged Xiao Fan's wound without saying a word.

Looking at Huamei's expression of heartache, Xiao Fan couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and smiled at her, "I'm fine, don't cry. A thousand years later, there will be scholars who will prove that proper bleeding can promote human metabolism and be good for the body..."

The doctor retorted ignorantly: "What scholar said? It's simply nonsense. Blood and qi are the root of the human body's life. How can it be damaged? Not to mention it is good for the body..."

Xiao Huamei's little face, which was originally crying, became even more uncontrollable.

Xiao Fan glanced at the doctor and said coldly: "Are the doctor interested in this topic? We will ask you to stay in the imperial prison for a few days later. I can demonstrate in detail for you whether bloodletting is good for the human body."

The doctor was so scared that he was trembling all over. Then he realized that he was dealing with a group of Jinyiwei who killed people without blinking. He hurriedly shook his head and said, "Thank you, sir, for your kindness, the grass people are not interested, really are not interested."

After bandaging the wound, the doctor and Cao Yi and others bid farewell one after another.

In the bedroom in the inner courtyard, Xiao Huamei hugged Xiao Fan's waist tightly, buried him behind him without saying a word and sobbed. The force on his hands was very strong, as if Xiao Fan would disappear if he let go.

"thrush……"

"Hmm..." Hua Yue sobbed and responded lowly.

"Can you let go a little..." Xiao Fan seemed very uncomfortable.

"No!" The force on the Thrush's hand became even tighter.

"But... if you hold my waist like this, my shit will be pulled into my crotch..." Xiao Fanjun said with a red face.

“…”

After a long time, Xiao Fan pulled the shoulder of the thrush, wiped her tears, and then sighed: "You and your biological father, King Yan..."

Huamei interrupted him quickly and said, "Whoever hurts you will be my enemy, and his biological father is no exception."

Huamei said this with a decisive expression, with a very serious expression, and her small face was full of stubbornness.

Xiao Fan was moved to hold her in his arms and said nothing for a long time.

"My mother is dead in his indifference. I can't allow him to hurt you again. In this world, I am the only one..." Huamei buried her head in his arms and sobbed.

Xiao Fan sighed in emotion: "Brown thrush..."

"Um?"

"Don't bite people when fighting with others in the future, as that's very risky."

"What then?"

"...I'll teach you a trick to pull your vagina."

"good!"

When the lights were being held, the old Taoist Taixu hummed a little yellow song and came back shakingly.

Xiao Fan sat at the gate of the moon in the inner courtyard with a gloomy face. Seeing Taixu looking like a god, he felt angry.

My apprentice was cut off today and almost became the hero Yang Guo, the master, you are still living a leisurely and happy outside, which makes you psychologically unbalanced!

Taixu hummed and as soon as he walked through the inner hall, he saw Xiao Fan sitting at the gate of the moon with a gloomy face.

Taixu was stunned: "What are you doing when you sit here?"

Xiao Fan said with a stern face: "…Count the stars."

Taixu snorted: "It's really childlike. Is it your expression to count the stars? It seems like someone has been cut off..."

"Master is really a magic trick..."

Taixu glanced at Xiao Fan's half-drooping left arm and couldn't help but be surprised: "You've been chopped up?"

Xiao Fan took the initiative and said coldly with a stern face: "Master, as the saying goes, master and apprentice work together, and it will be a good idea to cut off gold, but today I am too disappointed with you. My apprentice was almost killed by someone at home. When I was stabbed, you would be fine. You ran outside to drink and drink so brightly... "

As he said that, Xiao Fan suddenly sniffed and smelled a strong fragrance of powder on Taixu's body.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but feel more and more sad and angry: "...and what you're drinking is still flower wine. Master, you're so sad about your disciple!"

Seeing that Xiao Fan's left arm was injured, it was indeed not like he was pretending to be a fake, Taixu couldn't help but look embarrassed and lowered his head with a little ashamed look.

Xiao Fan stood up and said sadly: "Master, you are not like this! How could you not be present when you were stabbed by your disciple? Do you know that you almost gave the black hair to someone who was white-haired today? Ask yourself, are you a master competent? Do you feel a little ashamed of your behavior and a little guilty? Is there anything... Huh? What is hidden in your arms? It's exposed..."

Xiao Fan stretched out his hand and pulled out a bright red thing in Taixu's arms. When he saw it with the moonlight, he couldn't help but become more angry.

"Belly? Master, why are you becoming more and more depraved? It's fine to drink flower wine in the land of Fengyue, but you are still packing it? You are over 100 years old, why are you more romantic than me? Can you be more upright in life? Always wandering in those places, aren't you afraid of getting sick? If you die in Hualiu in the future, how should I write it on your epitaph?"

Taixu was scolded by Xiao Fan and blushed. He lowered his head and said carefully: "...Bone-touching fortune telling?"

"... By the way, it also provides intimidation services, right?" Xiao Fan was speechless at this top master.

Taixu laughed dryly, his eyes rolled a few times, and then he walked out into the door.

"Slowly! Give me your bellyband and confiscate it! It's so disrespectful, and it's also a psychopath. At such a big age, isn't it enough for a girl to be your great-granddaughter?"

Xiao Fan snatched the bellyband with a pride and glared at Taixu fiercely, "...Is it original flavor?"

Taixu: "…"

...

...

Taixu walked towards the inner courtyard with a smile on his eyebrows, looking very depressed.

Xiao Fan was so angry that he finally vented his anger during the day, and his mood suddenly calmed down.

As soon as he calmed down, he thought of a very urgent question: Should he learn more advanced martial arts?

The deeper I go into the court, the more I feel that my life is not guaranteed. A peaceful appearance is always accompanied by sword lights and swords. And I can never save my life by relying on my half-baked breasts and one finger. It seems that I must work hard to practice more advanced martial arts.

If my martial arts skills were higher, at least I wouldn't be injured today. I would be more optimistic that I might be chasing the guards of the King of Yan in the front yard of Xiao Mansion today, so why would I be injured?

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan was so energetic that he secretly made up his mind to learn martial arts! He must learn martial arts! In order to save his life in the future, he must learn a great magical skill!

Taixu's drooping and unswerving back quickly entered the wing room, and Xiao Fan quickly sang: "Master, wait! I have something to do to find you..."

Taixu turned around and shook his head, looking very depressed: "Amitabha Buddha, I have no bellyband anymore..."

"If we don't talk about bellybands, we will talk about martial arts..."

"What's the meaning?"

"I have been very ambitious recently. I suddenly want to learn a few advanced martial arts skills from Master..." Xiao Fan smiled flatteringly.

He was too stunned for a while and took a long time to react. Then he smiled to the sky, with a sense of arrogant and proud smile in his laughter.

"Why did Master laugh?"

"Hahahaha-- I'm going to give it back to me with my bellyband!"

Inside Wuying Hall of the Imperial Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang half-closed his eyes, and his old face showed a very tired expression.

Recently, he felt increasingly overwhelmed. After killing Hu Weiyong, Zhu Yuanzhang abolished the thousand-year prime minister system. All matters in the country depended on the court and the emperor. At that time, he had to handle thousands of memorials every day and could still deal with them. But now, his physical strength and energy are not as good as before. He could only choose important state affairs every day, and other trivial matters were handed over to Zhu Yunwen for approval, and ordered Zhu Yunwen to handle the national criminal case.

First, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to reduce the pressure on himself, and second, while he was still alive, he could teach Zhu Yunwen how to govern the country and how to deal with the government.

No one was born to be an emperor. In the huge Ming Empire, all the appointments and removals of officials, balanced power, farmland, grain, rivers, border military, etc. were complicated and cumbersome, and the emperor had to decide alone, from the implementation of the court and the implementation of national policies, from the people's clothing and food, all these were to worry about. If Zhu Yuanzhang had not taught Zhu Yunwen step by step, how could Zhu Yunwen be a good emperor at a young age?

Outsiders see the emperor sitting upright on the dragon throne, enjoying the worship of all officials and nations, and the scenery is unlimited, and the world is alone, but only the emperor himself understands what kind of hardship and fatigue lies behind the glamorousness.

Behind the dragon throne, Zhu Yunwen gently rubbed Zhu Yuanzhang's temples, and a comfortable look appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's face.

"Yun Wen, I heard that King Yan's arm was injured, what's going on?"
To be continued...